I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 950
Chen Hai has heard the great reputation of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book for a long time.

According to the rumors, it only takes seven days for this kind of spell to directly curse a quasi-sage to death.

It's just that when casting this spell, although nothing abnormal was seen at the time, the backlash against luck was very serious.

Although the spell Chen Hai is using now is improved on the basis of the Seven-Day Killing Curse, but in the process of improvement, he has obtained a lot from the book of Seven Arrows on Nailheads. inspired.

After the thin needle transformed into anger pierced the blood-colored villain's left eye, countless strange green flames began to come out from the villain's body.

When the needle condensed with the power of the law of resentment pierced the villain's right ear, the bone-eroding wind that was so black that it could be clearly seen by the naked eye began to wrap around the villain's body.

Seven emotions, seven thin needles.

When each of the seven orifices of the blood-colored villain was pierced by a thin needle, the blood-colored villain who was standing upright in front of Chen Hai had sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and fell on his back.

"The spell has been completed. According to my estimation, after the spell is applied to Yi Changqing, it will last for seven days."

"During these seven days, the effect of the spell will become stronger day by day, especially on the last day, the power of this spell will increase exponentially."

"With Yi Changqing's strength, if he can survive this spell for seven days, then he is lucky!"

"When I'm in a good mood, just curse him again!"

……

The whole person was out of breath, and Chen Hai took several deep breaths before he managed to recover.

The improved seven-day curse killing technique, which he called the seven-needle massacre holy technique.

The reason why this technique was born, its fundamental purpose is to slaughter the existence above quasi-sages.

Although it is said that after performing this technique, one's own luck will not be severely backlashed, but the damage to the body is still a bit serious.

With Chen Hai's current physical resilience, he felt a little out of breath after performing the seven-needle slaughter technique.

He estimated that within three to five days, his body might not be able to return to its prime.

After casting this spell, it is not yet known whether Yi Changqing can be successfully cursed to death...

For Chen Hai, this is really a very heavy price.

After all, with his current strength, if he really meets Yi Changqing in reality, even if he can't kill him in one move, he can definitely kill him easily without getting hurt.

The only advantage of using this technique to deal with the enemy is that it is better than concealment, and it can kill people silently, so that you will not expose yourself to the sight of some caring people.

Since this technique was first created, there must still be many shortcomings.

It is also an experiment process of Chen Hai to curse and kill Yi Changqing. If the effect is mediocre, then the seven-needle slaughter technique will naturally require him to take time to continue to improve it.

"If this curse killing technique continues to improve, the side effects must be reduced."

"Exercise this technique once, but it takes several days to recover. With such a huge hidden danger, who would suffer it?"

"In the past few days, I will take a good rest in this cultivation hall."

"The matter of smelting the cave has already taken a lot of time. After the body recovers, we must hurry up and complete this matter as soon as possible."

"Even if Yi Changqing was not directly cursed to death, I hope he can stop for a while, so that my place can be more stable for a while."

……

Sighing, Chen Hai said to himself.

He stood up and stretched his body a little, then sat back on the futon again.

Looking at the nose, nose and heart, like an old monk in meditation, soon, his whole body fell into silence.

……

In the endless sea area, the sea of ​​blood is billowing, and the sky is full of blood fog.

On the huge island that was the residence in the Netherworld, the door of a hall that had been closed for almost a year or two slowly opened with a 'crack' sound.

"Welcome Great Elder!"

"The Great Elder is mighty and domineering, number one in the world!"

"Eternal Green Immortal, with boundless magic power..."

The dozen or so people waiting at the entrance of the main hall fell to their knees in a panic.

As Yi Changqing's confidant, when he finally broke through from the hall, everyone was in a good mood, and they were all very happy.

There were so many flattering voices one after another, and some of the compliments, some even Yi Changqing himself, couldn't help but want to blush.

During the past two years when the three corpse avatars were destroyed, although he had sent a message to the people below, he shrank himself in the hall behind him, but he never saw outsiders at all, and never took a step forward.

In such a short time, it is definitely impossible for him to fully recover from his injuries.

The current him, that is, on the surface, there is nothing abnormal. If he fights with others, the trauma he has suffered on his body cannot be hidden from others at all.

For the quasi-sage strongman, one or two years is nothing, but Yi Changqing used to go out for a few laps every ten days and a half months, as long as he was not closed to death. The subordinates had a few carnivals.

He didn't show up for the past two years, and he was shrunk in the hall. He was doing everything as usual, but the hearts of his subordinates had already begun to fluctuate.

Especially after the news of his son Yi Tianxing's death came back to the Nether Sect, Yi Changqing, who has been unable to retreat and never saw outsiders, will inevitably make people suspicious.

In addition, the incarnation of the three corpses that he originally sat in the sea area of ​​​​Jinxia Island has not shown up for a long time.

Connecting all the things together, it is not surprising that some people would guess that something is wrong with Yi Changqing.

Especially in the past half a year, rumors and rumors about his elder body being destroyed and seriously injured have spread even more.

The dozen or so people in front of the main hall gate can be called Yi Changqing's absolute confidantes.

Seeing that he was intact and did not look like he was injured at all, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone, be humble, be humble, understand?"

"In this nether world, even if I am the number one in strength, you just need to understand it in your heart."

"We talk about this matter every day, and others think we are boasting. How does this make others think of us?"

……

Those compliments, although he knew they were false, Yi Changqing still felt sweet after hearing them.

After all, anyone who really knows him well knows that on this Nether Island, he has always been the second child for thousands of years, and this is an eternal pain in his heart.

"Great Elder, we have already ordered you to draft the talent on the island."

"You must be young and beautiful, but also strong. Although your request is a bit high, but if you search the entire Nether Island, you can definitely find a lot of such female cultivators!"

"After five days, will all the selected show girls be sent directly to you, the elder?"

……

A man with a goatee and dressed as a scribe took a step forward. He saluted Yi Changqing respectfully and said.

(End of this chapter)